imagine reading a book of all the lies you’ve told
Become friends with people who aren’t your age. Hang out with people whose first language isn’t the same as yours. Get to know someone who doesn’t come from your social class. This is how you see the world. This is how you grow.
-note to self (via koreyan)
(Source: c0ntemplations, via saltee)
I want to forget everything you told me. I want to wash away how uncertain you made me. How scared I was of losing you. How I lost you anyway. I don’t want to know how your hands feel or what makes you smile. I don’t want to see you in photos, familiar like a dream I had once or a book I never finished. I don’t want to speak about you in snippets or think about how I behaved. Or know that I still think about it. Or know that you’re not just a lamp or a blade of grass, indistinguishable from the rest.
-Gaby Dunn (via unconcernedteenblogger)
(Source: splitterherzen, via hippieinterference)
I know when you
first saw me you
thought I was a
but didn’t you
-Alexa Evangelista (via vodkakilledtheteens)
(Source: vodkakilledtheteens, via vodkakilledtheteens)